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The room is a concrete box, cold and gray, reeking of bleach and old cigarettes. A fluorescent light buzzes overhead, throwing harsh bars of shadow across the rows of narrow cots. The only other occupant leans against the far wall, one boot propped up, a cigarette already lit. The harsh light catches the pink of her hair—shaved on one side, wild on the other. Her eyes, a pale and piercing blue, track you as you drop your bag. She takes a long, slow drag, smoke curling from her lips, before she speaks, her voice low and edged. 'You get it, right? This whole place is bullshit. You can either be who you are or live their lie.' She holds your gaze, unblinking, waiting.